I have it all here, In Red, Blue, Green.

Afternoon All.
Well here I am to go on about something or other for a bit then leave you all a little confused.
First off the mark is, I've been sick recently and it's pretty shit, not gonna lie, although I don't know why I would. I've been at home a lot praying that im better before holidays because been there done that with sick during holidays, in fact, it was this time last year that I was sick.

For a whole week.

Moving on over, while I've been sick I have had some time to play a recent game I invested in, inFamous, in short you are some guy who can now shoot lightning out of everywhere. It's badass, I'm not finished with it though and it's getting more badass as it goes on.

Onto a more unrelated note, formal, THAT was Saturday night and I had fun, the food may have been a bit shit, but I was wearing a suit and spent a long time on my hair, so all in all a good night. But one thing that's bothering me is the lack of outdoor spaces that all Barker formals have had so far, what if i 'wanted some air' where the fuck would I go, c'mon barker get your game face on.

Slightly related is the departure of the aforementioned girl that I have been digging recently. She has left to a North-Western European country more commonly known as Latvia. 99.99% sure she knows that I'm digging her thanks to a tactful shout out by her ex, cheers Jono. I haven't actually talked to her since her departure except for a short wall-post on facebook, which she completely ignored, awesome.

There's not a lot else going on right now, holidays are coming up, going to spend a lot of the time not at home so don't expect any posts, not like you did anyway. Also the my good friend triffin has started an intermittent Strokes Concert Countdown, everynow and then he tells the people going how far off it is, currently it's about 37 days away, fuck yes.

Well that's all for now I hope this has been alright and I'll see you all later.
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The universe works on a math equation
 That never even ever really even ends in the end
And infinity spirals out creation
We're on the tip of its tongue, and it is saying
We ain't sure where you stand
You ain't machines and you ain't land
And the plants and the animals, they are land,
And the plants and the animals eat each other

Circling the Edge, of the Neverending.

Ok first off, disregard anything I've ever said about posting in some sort of timeline, or something like that. It just doesn't work, like at all.

Second off, I just want you all to mosey on over to "I Get By" which has spring into life intermittently, but he only posts when he has something good to say, so don't expect consistency in timing of his posts. 
HERE is the link!

Ok so now recently I've been feeling a little, reminiscent the reasons being;

For one, I'm blogging again.
I like a girl that probably looks at me in the same way she looks at a gay man.
My music taste is encompassing old faves.
Friends of mine are blogging.

There are probably other reasons but I can't really remember them right now.

Also I say you should play this.

It's a little repetitive but i had a lot of fun, key note. Get the Ion cannons in the end.

OK, this was to be honest just a little filler post, I just like blogging I guess.

In ending.

Thank christ it's friday.

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We quit the room
Quit so our thoughts could rest
Rest them, I'll never move?
That's when we grab a hold
Of whatever it is we fell into...

The One Thing You Taught Me About Human Beings Is This.....

Good Evening All.

I have returned to post in what I should hope to be a Sunday Fortnightly routine. We'll just have to wait and see.

So, enough blogging about blogging, we're all very sick of that. Onto business.

As I have been gone a while there is a fair few things to business about.

Firstly and most importantly I am seeing The Strokes live.

The.

Freaking.

Strokes.

Yeah, the concert isn't for a while though, but still. I am very happy/excited to see them live.

Ok moving on.

Once again I urge you to read the bitch continues, it's pretty darn fantastic, just don't take it too seriously.

So matters of some importance I guess. The formal is coming up, this means for you the reader(s) that you can enjoy a fair bit of bitching and maybe even some worrying about who/what you're going to take to the formal. This has always been a matter of oddity for me, if you're not actually into the person you're taking to the formal, is there really any point. Like all it would do would anchor you down because you may have a feeling that you are only allowed to hang with them the whole time and depending on who you go with, this most likely isn't the best of things. Like seriously, can any of you genuinely say that going to the formal with someone who will be there anyway is actually different to not going 'with' them. Like sure if the person you take wouldn't normally be going to the formal, but if you invite someone from our grade,our school who wanted to go anyway. What's the point?

Onto a slightly related note. Someone has caught my eye, as in there is currently a female I am "digging" a lady as several of my good friends would put it. She does not go to my place of schooling and as such it is often difficult to get a hold of her. We relay text messages a fair bit. But all forms of neutral sentences aside, I am doubtful as always and wonder if I should even make a move of sorts. Probably no, just to play it safe. As always, Predictable Me.

Angstyness aside.

I'm really fucking Tired.

That Is All.

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Make Us Depressed 
Or Just Sad
Make Us Happy 
Or Something....

Such A Lonely Day...

Yes. Another Post within 3 days. Intense.

There is a reason for the high amounts if intense-ness going on here.

I did nothing this weekend.

Nothing.

Nada.

Zip.

That's all I've Got.

But, I did learn some good things on this weekend, and here they are.

The First Franz Ferdinand album = Sex
I have replaced stupid people ordering things at where I work, with pretentious arseholes. Unsure if this is a good thing.
3D glasses without lenses are actual beneficial for your eyesight.
God of War 3 is a ridiculous game, in all senses of the word.
I have run out of things to put into this list.

Well that's pretty much it.

Oh and one last thing. Torrent roulette doesn't work when it's Lady GaGa - Fame Monster

Just No.

Farewell.

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This fire is out of control
We're gonna burn this city
Burn this city
This fire is out of control
We're going burn it

What's That Coming Over The Hill? Is It A Monster?

Look readers, I have a confession to make, and it may shock you. So I advise any of you with weak hearts or if you are an expectant mother to avert your gaze and move onto the next paragraph. The rest of you, you may want to sit down.

I have been involved in trolling at points in my life. But I no longer am. 

Shocking, I know.

Ok so now we're all shocked and whatnot.

Yes expectant mothers, and weak hearters. It is now safe to read again.

Alright so onto the main point. The art of trolling dying/ is already dead. Now with social networking it's way too easy to just go

"LOL FAG!!111!"

and away you go.

There isn't any more troll videos or elaborate set ups, sure the outcome would be the same, but still. Elaboration, unnecessary elaboration is fantastic.

In Other News, front man for the Strokes, Julian Casablancas is doing a tour very soon, he is going to be backed by The Last Dinosaurs. This= Bad Ass.

Also, while we're on the topic, The Strokes may or may not be Touring later this year, they also may or may not realease an album around this time. Get your hopes up, but not too high.

And on this note, I leave you all with a reasonably short post, but hell, at least I posted again.

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Convexed you bend, twist and shout
Twist and shout, and shout
Stand up, brush off, get moving
Get moving, get moving

Just Let Me Burn

Look, readers.

I'm going to be brutally honest with you, the reason that this blog does this every now and then. That is jerks to life in some sort of "hey, remember that blogging thing?!, it's totally the next broadcasting information thing, everyone's voice will be heard, I'll get my bit on the action early!". It's all a lie, we missed the great era of blogs. Social networking is the thing now, and we've pretty much destroyed that, the way we post all our nonsensical crap every day letting everyone we know, know every little bit about our pointless lives. WE ARE TEENAGERS. Not much is actually going on that isn't at school, that's why when a piece of info that comes in from outside of school becomes widely known, we guard it like some sort of secret, that info is ours, and if you're not in the know, then you're nobody. Are we really so bad? Yes, we are. Even now this whole thing is pretentious bullshit, but you know what? It's what goes on in my head, so yeah, we are all bad. Hell, I doubt if many will read this much any more seeing as that's just not what's going on. We're all bad people, some are just better at hiding it. People will read that and think "What a pretentious asshole, he can't generalise all of humanity like that". Yes I can.

Well that's that vent gone, I'm glad we can all move on, and before we all forget what I wrote. 

I meant every word.

So to take a leaf out of a blog of a friend of mine. I recommend you read it, fantastic stuff. 

The Bitch Continues

As I was saying, to take a leaf out of that blog, i will post a bit about girlfriends and the like in the life that goes on around me. Now I don't claim to be an expert, but when it comes to relationships, they are either fucked beyond all reason yet still standing, or very well rounded couples who actually help each other. Or not at all, but most of the time. Now I currently have a situation going on, there is this girl, who me and her may have once had 'something' or other because it ended on my birthday and she then proceeded to say that we weren't ever really going out, she also didn't say happy birthday. Before you cry bitch, myself and this girl are now good friends. So it's all good. Or so it may seem, see i really don't know, maybe i still like her, after all she is gorgeous but some days i think of her more like a sister than a potential girlfriend. In short, shit is fucked, but no one knows because it's all in my head. So yeah.

In other news, the so called 'protest' against the Internet clean-feed for Australia has turned into a picnic in Hyde Park. That's how to stick it to the authorities, by inviting them to an enjoyable time in the sunny park, it's going to rain. The whole Internet clean-feed will be a massive bomb out anyway, there are so many ways to get around it, and to block those ways would need some sort of law making proxies illegal. Look the point is, the glory days of the Internet are dying, the first torrenter, has been arrested. I don't mean a website, i mean a single man who torrented too much, has been arrested. Dark days are ahead.

Well on that note, I leave you all wondering if i'll post again.

Goodbye.

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To sing when you hurt
To sing when you cry
To sing when you live
To sing when you die

I Promise Not to Commit Any Acts of Violence, Physical or Otherwise

I entered the throne room of the Tyrant King of The Viking Demon-Slayers of the North content with the fact that the two guards were now missing most, if not all of their major organs. As I entered the Tyrant King looked up from devouring his grilled dragon ribs. He looked up and yelled some Norwegian gibberish at me. Evidently the doors behind me did not find this to be gibberish as they closed soon after he yelled this. The King then proceeded to throw his table aside, get up and take an axe the size of myself off the wall behind me. He yelled again in his crazy language which he seemed to be quite fond of and then charged at me, axe ready to swing at me. I dodged then rolled, stood up, unsheathed my sword then said "Come get me you Cock-Burgling Ham-Doctor".

I feigned right, he dodged left, nicking and scratching each other here and there, no serious wounds. He held his axe high and swung it down at me, I dodged backwards, not fast enough, it cut clean through my black suit jacket and shirt/tie combination. "Bitch!", I cried "I liked that shirt/tie combination!", he merely snarled back at me, I began to doubt whether he could understand what I said, which was annoying as I did like the insult I gave him. We fought more still nicking each other causing minor cuts mainly on our hands and lower arms. But then, I was fooled. He raised his axe as if to swing down so swiftly stepped back, he swings down then halfway through turns his axe the wrong way. He looks at me grinning like a mad man on cocaine, sweat dripping from his beard which became sideburns, he was a man's man alright. That being said, he was a man's man that I wanted dead, or at least incapable of any physical movement.  He then lunges with the end of the axe, missing it's target but still going clean through suit pants and right leg. I collapsed instantly.

The King picked me up by the scruff of my broken collar. Laughing maniacally, we stared into each others eyes, there was almost a sense of respect between us, two manly men, running from a dark past with a taste for dragons. He spoke more of his crazy mouth-words, and prepared to kill me with his axe, as he rose it above his head, i pulled out my .600 Taurus Raging Bull. I put it too his lower jaw screamed "Contemporise Bitch!" and fired.

He dropped me and then he fell back, presumably dead. I dragged my self over to him and remembering Rule #2 fired another shot, right betwixt his eyes. The Tyrant King of the Viking Demon-Slayers of the North was dead. I looked down at the hole in my leg "Shit" i thought out loud, "that's going to need some bionic transplant" the blood was running down my leg. Crimson Pouring From My Leg-Hole.

I began to think, is this the same colour that everyone is seeing. Do we all see colours the same? It's an old question I knew that. A knew thought came into my head, there is no way to possibly ever tell if we see things differently. This is because we are all told the names of the colours regardless of what we see. Someone may see my blood as the colour I call purple, but they would still call it red because of what they were taught at school. It is the names we give them that make this question so impossible. And we can never be certain, this makes it worse. Strange thoughts begun in my head, what if no one sees the same colours in the entire world? I may be the only one seeing these colours come from my leg, hell even the King might've seen it differently. I then realised that it would be exaclty like contrasting colours on the computer, or just changing them with paint. It then dawned on me that it doesn't really matter in the end, and that as long as we are seeing colours we are seeing this world, maybe not how it is, but our site is not hindered.

I then remembered I was in the Throne Room of a dead King of the Viking Demon-Slayers of the North.

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Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death can see it's beady eyes
All these things into fruition
All these things we'll one day swallow whole
And fade out again and fade out again.

Something Truly Worthy of Being Shared With the Internet

Hello 

Long Time no see/blog/read/you know exactly what I mean. There has been a reason for this lack of blogging here on el blogosphereo, it is the fact that  I have had nothing good to say. So needless to say I  had been on Facebook and a little bit of twitter posting my nothingness there, much like most of the inhabitants of these social networking sites. This had been carrying on for much too much, it was not fair. But like the others I was oblivious to my boringness and kept it up anyway. But then quite recently my eyes were opened by a friend of mine showing me a video. From the site Newgrounds

THIS 

That is the Video

It really highlights how boring all of our posts and updates of facebook and twitter are.

From Now on On My Twitter and on my Facebook I shall only be posting things truly worthy of being shared on the Internet. Things that will break peoples minds. This is not merely a brag that I will be doing this, you the reader can also do this. Don't just post "Oh my good golly cunting fuckers it's hot today" post something about how you've just destroyed the Graalak of Forlon 12 and the resulting explosion caused this heatwave.

Or not, it doesn't really effect me at all.

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He whistles and he runs so hold him fast
Breathe the burn, you want to let it last
He might succumb to what you haven't seen
He has a keen eye for what you used to be

For A Minute There I Lost Myself

*drum noises*
*stop*

Hello!

Lack of posting I know but I really don't want to turn into that guy from that xkcd comic, you know the one. So onto, something. I watched Zombieland today. In short it's a comedy zombie movie in the same sort of style as 'Shaun of the Dead'. Think of it sort of like 'Left For Dead' but in movie form except without the special zombies, and a black guy. A big part of the story is a list of rules that the main character has made for surviving the zombie apocalypse, it's implied that he has been living with these rules long before the apocalypse actually happened. The list includes such things as keeping fit (Rule #1 Cardio) to beating anyone who is a zombie regardless of who they were before (Rule #22 Be Ruthless). The whole film follows the main character and the people he meets as he makes his way east where civilization is said to be. In short the movie is fucking amazing, funny, action-y and it has one of the most unexpected cameos, ever.
The zombies in this movie aren't like many of the usuals (eg. slow shuffling yet taking heaps of damage, or fast and weak) nor do they have any super powers. They are merely humans with a lust for blood and no sense of pain. There is also once or twice the mention of "Zombie Kill of the Week" which is the best kill of a single zombie of that week, this is one of the best things ever, and I hope when the Zombie Apocalypse happens we all have some sort of way to vote for the zombie kill of the week.
To finally wrap up, it's a great Film and I recommend it for a few laughs and an overall quite good zombie flick.

Goodbye

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I can't get away
From all your friends 
I'm not coming back,
That's all there is.

Hello, I'm Still Here All That's Left...

Ok first things first.

I haven't posted in a while because I was in Japan, and was unable to find the time to blog. Most of you already knew this but I just thought I'd confirm that.

Secondly I'm putting on my hat from the days of NSR and starting to review things because I figure this Blog needs some sort of direction otherwise it shall go no where, very quickly. So as of now the shiny Cbox is now open to requests for reviews on songs, movies, whatever really, even perhaps shops or places. Keep in mind though that reviews on books i haven't read or games i haven't played may take a while as i need to get through them first.

Now for a music recommendation, we haven't had one of those in a fair while.

Heart Attack In A Layby- Porcupine Tree

Ok first off ignore the strange name of the band, they are quite generally amazing and this song is just incredible. It's slow and about a man slowly dying, it's seemingly sad yet a beautiful song at the same time. It's a song to listen to while you're alone or just watching the world pass by as you feel dis-jointed from everything when you listen to it. The feeling could be related to the same feeling that you may experiencing when listening to "Something In the Way" by "Nirvana". Or you could not feel anything when listening to music, I'm unsure, all I know is that I do feel differently with different songs.

In stranger news, in Melbourne a group of year 12 students have been attacked by masked men while celebrating their last day in a Melbourne park. The men have been reported to be masked and attacked the students with baseball bats. One student is currently in hospital with a broken jaw and another in hospital with "severe" concussion. The strangest thing about this is that there was at least 100 people in the park and there weren't any more than 5 men that attacked them.

Well that's all for now

Goodbye

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I guess I'm just burnt out
I really should slow down
I'm perfectly fine but
I just need to lie down

As he whispered Holy Things...

Words.

They are what we speak most of the time. Do we ever stop to realise how much power we give words? Think about the words that you would use in the average day. Sure there'd be just the normal ones like 'and', 'if', 'but' and so on and so forth. In addition to these over-used words, there would also, most likely, be some 'swear' words. These include such 'swears' as fuck, shit, cunt and other miscellaneous 'swears'.

Why are these words classified differently as others?

Why do people cringe at the sound of them?

Why do they have so much power?

I believe the answer to all these questions is that we let them do these things. We used these words less and less, so they became more of 'a big deal' when people did use them. From this sprung what you could almost call a 'fear' of these words, and what they meant when they came from people's mouths. The actual meaning of the words stopped mattering, 'fuck' no longer meant the act of fornication, 'cunt' was no longer a vagina, and 'shit' was no longer excrement. The words began to have the same amount of power regardless of the way that they were said, muttering 'fuck' had the same power as screaming it at someone. This gave way to the words having amazing power, people feared their use, and to a lesser extent felt differently towards the people that would use them. The power of the word should not lie in the word itself, but lie within the person saying the word. The same way screaming has a different effect to whispering. The words are slowly losing their power, as they become more often used.
Therein lies another problem though. The English language is becoming more and more impoverished as less of it's words are being used. When was the last time you heard someone use a word that you had never heard before, or use a word that you did know, just they used it in a different context? People are getting lazier with they way they speak. For an exclamation of surprise or discontent, most people would just use fuck  or shit, when there are hundreds of better words to use, like zounds, this word is so bad, that in the 17th century it was banned by the government of the United Kingdom. My message to all of you is that never hesitate to use any word, but don't just limit these words to the ones we all know. Find new ones to say, bring the English language back to life.

Endless Dreams, Forever Asleep

Woah, this post just morphed.

Which gives me an amazing idea for a blog.

1 post, edited daily/weekly/monthly/whatever. The edit could be a complete change, like this one was.OR. It could just be a slight addition to the post, eg. the shenanigans of that day/week/month/whatever. It's really just a thought, I won't be doing anything like that though, I do have a few plans for other blogs though, blogs which cannot die. And on that note, I'm off again.

Goodbye.

I Think I'll Blow My Brains Against The Ceiling

Hello all, i return to continue my little posts about the blogs that are around me. Todays topic is deceased blogs. The death of a blog is never an easy thing to watch, some remain oblivious to the end and then just stop, others get bored and just kill it for shiggles, but the most fun to watch are those who realise that the blog is dying and make it go out in style, namely NSR. So without further space filling with needless text here are a list of blogs that have died while RAM has been alive, and some that died well before.

Awsumo Extreme
Well this was my introduction to blogging and was where a part of "The Great Blog War" between myself and Sean Madden, who was mentioned along side his blog Tpop last post. It was a fairly terrible blog with most of the posts just ripping into someone or something, and then the last post was one i did on my birthday, and i reviewed "Resistance: Fall of Man". Overall not a great blog, but for some reason it got an astronomical amount of views, which i never fully understood, most likely bots though. It's fairly terrabad but HERE is the link if you wanted it.

NSR
Out of all the blogs that I have witnessed die, this has to take the cake as the coolest. Nathan got bored and started to plot and scheme, noone noticed of course because it's Nathan, he's good at this. So cogs started to turn, people got angry, there was a lack of posts. Everything started to fall into place. Whether he was the starter of the anger and the lack of posts, is still unclear, but all that definatley helped. So then the blog started to get "static" as it was based around as if it was a radio station. The posts had many hyphens in uneeded places, indicating at static. The colour drained from the blog, literally, and we all said our goodbyes. Well my goodbye was a rise-up against the facist government style post, shame Nathan took away our voices (the cbox) and the uprising failed before it could begin. Every other blogger (DJ) said their goodbyes and quietly left, knowing that what they had was amazing, and that there would forever be a large hole in their blogosphere. Most of the DJ's left blogging for good, others like myself and Sean had other blogs to return to. Many a blog came and went after that, and since them Nathan himself has left blogging for good. The blog is still there as a stark reminder of the past, HERE is the link.

The Manwhores Guide
A perfect example of a great idea but sadly this blog has 4 posts and thats all we've ever heard from the guys who did it. Sean was apart of it and he struggles to post regularly (no offence meant) on Tpop so evidently he cannot post on two blogs. This blog had great potential and I am a little saddened by the fact it went nowhere so quickly. HERE is the link, I dont advise clicking on it, you'll only want more.

Instant Blue
Nathan really couldnt leave blogging after NSR could he? No, he couldnt. There was an irresistable force pulling at him to continue blogging, yes he continued for a month or so after NSR to post on this new fandangled Instant Blue. It was short lived but otherwise a very good blog. Why he quit is still a bit of a mystery, perhaps he grew tired, or perhaps he had nothing more to say, so he went on his way. HERE is the link the top post is his "Goodbye to Blogging" post.

JToL/TCoL
Ahh yes, my blogs after NSR, before I came back to RAM of course. They are listed together because they literally are the same blog. To put it otherwise, JToL morphed into TCoL. So it was still alive, just not there. JToL started out fairly well, but slowly descended into faggotry, the likes of which almost started another "Great Blog War" one that I perhaps could not win this time. I saw the inevitable to JToL morphed, into TCoL. TCoL stands for "The Construction of Light" which is a King Crimson song. It summed up what I was trying to do, which was revive NSR. So I got back into character, grabbed Nathan and Telfer, and we were off and running. It lasted maybe a month or so, perhaps less. It was a vain attempt to establish what NSR had been and I even donned on my old Alter-Ego, DJ JWoL. The whole thing didn't last, we were at each others throats, myself and Nathan, Telfer had left long ago. I ended the whole saga with DJ JWoL commiting suicide and "Wonderful World" started to play. It remains as a reminder to never again try to re-enact NSR, the link is HERE.

The Nathan Variety Blog
No prizes for guessing who this blog belongs to. Or more, it did belong to him. He has long since abandoned it. It was just generally Nathan telling epic tales of whatnot and etcetera. It's hard to describe it, but it was an amazing blog and well worth a read. HERE is the link.

Well that wraps it up for the blogs that have come crashing around me, do tell if I have missed any because these are the only ones I could think of. So for now, that is all.

Goodbye.

"When you think of the long and gloomy history of man, you will find more hideous crimes have been committed in the name of obedience than have ever been committed in the name of rebellion." 

C. P. Snow (1905 - 1980)

Fall on your Tongue like Pixie Dust

I've come to realise that although the internet is endless or very very large, my group of blogs that I frequently go on, is rather small. It consists of roughly 3 people and here they are, with a lil about their respective blogs, I just thought i'd bring you into my world a little more.

Sean Madden
His blog has been going on for the longest out of all the blogs I know, it has it's ups and downs and I have been mentioned more than twice, often for good but more than likely for bad. He blogs about a broad range of things, it's all his opinion too, so the quality of the posts of his can vary wildly, from sheer genius to just general bitchyness. But overall just a generally amazing blog. He has also never left, he has had droughts of posts, but always he has come back to it. (worst grammer ever) HERE is the link.

Brooke Steedman
A newcomer to blogging she burst onto the scene, possibly and most likely when she got sick of me telling her how i blog alot, so I guess she just came onto it for shiggles. Her posts are varied and are generally about her life in general. I often get a mention normally about how amazing i am at jumping/using the phone. Her posts are often good, and I can honestly say I enjoy them, not everyone does though. HERE is the link.

Amy Colla
Amy, her twin is my biffle, and she's pretty cool herself. Her blog is one of those hip jive fashion style ones with lots of pics and lots and lots and lots of followers. It's easily the most popular of the blogs I follow, which just goes to show being a tad generic can get you friends. Its a fairly cool blog and I do recommened it to anyone interested in fashion. HERE is the link.

Triffin Livanas
A greek man of greek decent, his blog is incredible. He was fairly new in comparison to Sean and myself, but everything he posts is rather amazing. He has a great music taste and if he ever recommends you anything, just do it. He blogs about anything and everything, marvellous posts alround. HERE is the link.

Well there you have it, a bunch of my real life friends, and their virtual blogs. There are a few missing people but they have left blogging, most likely for good. Times are changing and they are leaving us fast, we try to grab moments by these blogs and immortalising them, if I can recommend anything from this post is to check out two of my closest friends oldest blogs. HERE and THERE and  EVERYWHERE.That wraps it all up for tonight I suppose, perhaps another post about a place in my mind later, or maybe not.

"We will discover the nature of our particular genius when we stop trying to conform to our own or to other peoples' models, learn to be ourselves, and allow our natural channel to open."

Shakti Gawain

Chaotic Organizations Of Man

Hello All, it's been a short while, but I assure you this blog hasn't died.

Well I've done this before but I really would like to share my day with you all, it was a little like "Ferris Buellers Day Off" except without the car, and the whole day off, but it did end with my running through backyards and whatnot to get home before my parents. Which by the way, I was successful at.

Well my day started like any other with me waking up to the sweet sweet tunes of JJJ and whatever they happened to be playing at that time. I do believe it was Remember Me-Tame Impala, it's a fairly good song, I do recommend it. Well I got in my mothers car to go to the orthodontist and arrived there, it's not very interesting but my teeth still hurt. I then was dropped at Meadowbank station and was let to make my own way home.

Whilst I was at Meadowbank Station a man who was blind came up and asked for $5, i figured it was more than likely he was trying just to scam money but i thought what the hey, i've got nothing to lose, it's not my money.I purposely missed the first train and then, caught another one that would take me to hornsby, via central. Now to anyone that knows the Northern Line well, that's a hell of a train ride. At Meadowbank Station i got myself a bottle of mother, which was new and I didnt know about.

On my way to central a man, who i can only assume had some sort of mental disablility started to talk to me about his drug problem and how it's getting tough for him to buy because of the global financial crisis, i listened and acted like cared, i think that was the right thing to do.

I got off at Central Station to go to the toilet, where i broke my bottle of mother. I left it in the bathroom for all to see. I then went back up to the platform, number 17. I called Brooke because I was bored, she also has a blog go visit it, click HERE.

So then i got back on a train, which went to hornsby and sat by myself and that was the most boring train ride ever. I read MX and yeah, that's it. Oh and it was yesterdays MX.

So i then arrived at school at 12:20pm during assembly i tell a teacher who signed my note explaining my absence, I guess so i couldnt use it again. I then re-joined class with no books or anything just sorta zoned out from pain and the thought of meeting up with friends after school, I did exactly that. On my way home i was bored so I ran through backyards and gardens and such, I felt very Ferris Bueller-esque shame there was no music/ crusty old dean chasing me.

Well that there was my day.  If you can Check out 'Humbug' the newest Album from 'The Arctic Monkeys' it comes out on Friday. 

So Now i must say goodbye for now. Goodbye

"The power of hiding ourselves from one another is mercifully given, for men are wild beasts, and would devour one another but for this protection. "

Henry Ward Beecher (1813 - 1887), "Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit", 1887

We should never be afraid to die

Evening all you 6 or so readers.

Here I am, keeping up a stream of posts on the newly restarted RAM, and yet Death comes a-knockin' on my cbox ( I would say door there, but that would just be silly). Do you all want this blog to die? I mean honestly, what's with the trend of killing blogs anyway, or more the trend of wanting blogs to die. It all started with NSR which died spectacularly, then Nathan's Instant Blue had him have a goodbye to blogging post, and then on TCoL he left which he blamed me for. I then ended TCoL with my alter-ego (DJ Jwol) commiting suicide while "Wonderful World" played on the radio. Well just following the rule of "3 times is a trend", that there is a trend my friends. And I shall do everything in my power to not have this blog die, which i am rather famous for. A thought strikes me as I write this, "this could be the most ironic 'goodbye post' ever" but no that's lame. Ok moving on from my lil' rant.

New Muse songs have been released and they are fairly good, but it's the unreleased songs that I am excited about, heres the track listing for their new album, which by the way is called "The Resistance"

1"Uprising" – 5:06
2"Resistance" – 5:46
3"Undisclosed Desires" – 3:56
4"United States of Eurasia/Collateral Damage" – 5:47
5"Guiding Light" – 4:13
6"Unnatural Selection" – 6:54
7"MK Ultra" – 4:06
8"I Belong to You/Mon Cœur S'ouvre à ta Voix" – 5:21
9"Exogenesis: Symphony Part I (Overture)" – 4:18
10"Exogenesis: Symphony Part II (Cross Pollination)" – 3:56
11"Exogenesis: Symphony Part III (Redemption)" – 4:37

It's those last three songs that I'm very desperate to hear, epic songs are epic, but a song so epic that it requires to be on three separate songs, now that's epic. In other music news Bloc Party released a new song called "One More Chance", It's a very good song and I cannot wait for their new album to come out. An odd thing about Bloc party is that each album sounds different, which is a thing few bands are able to do as well as them. Also every member is gay, not that it makes a difference, just some trivia.

Well I guess I'm gonna wrap this post up for now, so to all you readers, I've lost count these days, goodnight and keep safe.

"Sane and intelligent human beings are like all other human beings, and carefully and cautiously and diligently conceal their private real opinions from the world and give out fictitious ones in their stead for general consumption. "

Mark Twain (1835 - 1910), Mark Twain In Eruption

Erase the Silence

Morning All, I'm back again with a bit of a blog post.

Have you ever stopped to think about the amount of tech in our world today? If so, have you ever then stopped to think that it's nigh impossible to be away from all of this, these days. I have often wondered what life would be like if one just so happened to isolate oneself from every single form of technology in existance. I know it's hypocritical this being posted on a blog and all but if you do but one thing I ever ask you, just think, "what would life be like if we never pushed technology further?". Perhaps a simpler place, the world would be much bigger (not literally, I'm merely referring to globalisation, and how that wouldn't happen). Things certainly would be different. Well that was fairly unoriginal but It doesn't really matter does it?

Now for perhaps some lyrics, just for old times sake really.

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Sat in the café by the cracker factory
We were practicing our magic trick
And my thoughts got rude
As you talked and chewed
On the last of your pick and mix
Said your mistaken if you thinking that I am gun' go cold before
As you bit into your strawberry lace,
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper,
Is all you have left and all is going to waste

Your past times
Consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice cream man on rainy afternoons

The next time that I caught my own reflection
It was on it's way to meet you
Thinking of excuses to postpone
You never look like yourself from the side
But your profile did not hide,
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne.

With folded arms you occupy the bench like toothache
Saw them, puff your chest out like you never lost a war
And though I try so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
There was no cracks to grasp, no gaps to claw

And your past times
Consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
Uninviting
But not have as impossible as everyone assumes
You are Crying Lightning

Your past times
Consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Crying Lightning
Your past times
Consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I hate that little game you had called
Crying
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ahh good ol' Thrak

That, is the new song from the Arctic Monkeys called "Crying Lightning" from their upcoming album "Humbug", do check them out, I have every released album so if you would like to check them, you need only to ask.

Well I must be off, as Bob Dylan put it "the hour's gettin' late hey!" so for now, have a good one all you crazy cats, just for me....

"I have no faith in human perfectability. I think that human exertion will have no appreciable effect upon humanity. Man is now only more active - not more happy - nor more wise, than he was 6000 years ago. "

Edgar Allan Poe (1809 - 1849)

You and me will all go down in history

History, something we all learn in school, and we are all taught the "facts" of what happened. While these may be actual facts, we must always remember that 'History is Written by the Victor'. This would mean that most history is written rather biasly, the writers people being heroes and the enemies, basically spawns of satan. Thankfully many people in power have diaries, or at least that is what most of history would imply. Let me use my over-used example of Hitler, the first thing we learn about him is his evils. "But that's what he's famous for" many people say, but didn't he also bring Germany back from the edge of destruction, basically save an entire country, and then lead the people by using his incredible public speaking ability? Or does that not mean as much because of the atrocities he did? We do learn about his good deeds eventually, but already the initial impact and the thoughts that come flooding at the hearing of his name. Those sort of things cannot be changed, because you only get one first impression. If any of you reading this ever become famous, it will not matter what type of person you were, just what you did, that's how the world will remember you, through your actions. 

Just a bit of a short post tonight, and I apologise, but that post was a long time coming, and I needed it to get out there in the blogosphere. Farewell all of you readers, how ever many there may be of you.

"We try to grab pieces of our lives as they speed past us. Photographs freeze those pieces and help us remember how we were. We don't know these lost people but if you look around, you'll find someone just like them. "

Gene McSweeney, Grey Water Photography, June, 4th,2006

Bring the Dark Disaster

Title irrellevant, I just like that song, and especially those lyrics. I promise only to tell you how hard it is to post once in this post (and there we go).Tonight I think I'll just give you some pictures of a very fun thing to do, which I will fully explain later. These three are my only ones I've done with the latest at the bottom

So there we have it a bunch of possible Album covers, for bands that don't exist, yay. And here's how you can do it at home!

1 - Go to "wikipedia." Hit “random... Read More”
or click http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Special:Random
The first random wikipedia article you get is the name of your band.

2 - Go to "Random quotations"
or click http://www.quotationspage.com/random.php3
The last four or five words of the very last quote of the page is the title of your first album.

3 - Go to flickr and click on “explore the last seven days”
or click http://www.flickr.com/explore/interesting/7days
Third picture, no matter what it is, will be your album cover.

4 - Use photoshop or similar to put it all together.

There we have it, how exciting. Now I think a lot of you have already done one of those, infact I'm fairly certain I stole it off Trif, but moving on nonetheless. These series of photo's and then a copypasta'd bit of text is starting to make me wonder, "this isn't a real post", and then "what makes a real post?". Is it really, as Nathan put it:
a NEW and original subject
introduction of topic
discussion of topic
personal conclusions
should be at least 10 lines
Or is it something perhaps more than that? Perhaps those are guidlines but you still can't fill those guidelines with stuff you've just copypasta'd. I realise how close I was to having a generally un-fulfilling post, the kind I'm sort of infamous for. I saved myself, and yet now I'm blogging about the saving-ness. Well that will be the only time I intentionally blog about blogging for a while now, and expect some more original RAM style posts next time. 

So, for now, sleep tight readers, all 6-7 of you...

"You can't say that civilization don't advance, however, for in every war they kill you in a new way. "

Will Rogers (1879 - 1935), New York Times, Dec. 23, 1929

What A Wonderful World

This blog, whilst few in posts, has been going on for some time, and because of this, I feel a little trapped. I need to break out in this blog, and do some posts about myself, and not as many in the same style as the originals, this does not mean an end to what you like about my blog, just a movement. All things must change to keep up, these days if you don't keep up you are a relic, and must be left behind. In our fast world of technology, and our attention spans getting shorter and shorter, the change made to this blog is not bowing to this world, but merely bowing to me. So this is not the beggining of the end, merely the beggining of a new leaf, a change of heart to put it in one of my friends words, and I look forward to the experiences yet to come.

So for now, I leave you, but will return with an original RAM (Repeat After Me, get it?) style post, so stay safe and stay addicted.